Yu Qinghuan suddenly snoring.

If I didn't come, she felt a little bit cold.

Obviously there is no ghost around, Qin Manjiang has been explaining to her ...

What's wrong with me.

After Jiang Du said this, he didn't say it.

He pushed away the wooden door wet by the rain, "squeak--", as if it opened a certain dusty space -time.

In the cold air after the rain, with a touch of herbal medicine, this taste is not unpleasant. Although bitter, it has a natural aroma of plants.

Yu Qinghuan also returned to God, and quickly followed Jiangdu.

This house is not large, there is only a yard surrounded by stone walls, and an old house with black tiles.

"Cough ..."

From time to time in the house, a fierce cough sound.

After hearing that voice, Jiang Du's brows opened and asked, "Is it Mr. Yan?"

The cough sounds abruptly.

Jiang Du was inquiring about it, and even the surname had figured it out.

Yu Qinghuan was a little nervous, although there was no weird atmosphere in this place.

The sound of footsteps came from the house. After a while, the carved wooden door was opened. The middle -aged middle -aged man who stood in the middle of the door frame was a very white and literal.

Yu Qinghuan was a little surprised. Her mind had imagined a lot of images behind the scenes, such as the old man who would be wooden, or ulcerated, and the young people who were dying. Thinking of those images, Yu Qinghuan seemed to smell them on them.

That rotten odor.

However, this yard with medicine and the middle of the door frame is dark, but the skin is white and elegant middle -aged people, but Yu Qinghuan stunned God.

He really does not seem to be a villain who can cause strange talks and kill countless lives. The temperament of this person is like a Chinese teacher in her university.

And this person didn't seem to expect that someone would come to visit. He covered his mouth and coughed twice, and turned his side slightly, saying, "It's me, please come in."

Yu Qinghuan was a little cramped. She thought that she must be angry and cooperated with Mr. Qin to uniform behind the scenes.

But the current situation is completely beyond her expectation. Although "Qin Manjiang" found him, it didn't seem to be angry. What did he want to do?

Not only is Yu Qinghuan, but Qin Manjiang, who "watch" all this in the conscious space, is also very puzzled.

First of all, he did not consider the root of everything at all is the person who sold the fabric.

However, when Jiang Du said the reason, he was completely convinced again.

Combing the whole process, the cause is indeed this person.

But what do Jiang Du plan to do?

Looking at the vision, Jiangdu entered the room, Qin Manjiang became more and more unclear.

The weak middle -aged man poured the tea to Jiang Du and Yu Qinghuan, and then sat on the wooden chair and asked: "What is the case for me to find me?"

Yu Qinghuan looked at Jiang Du, and she subconsciously gave him the right to speak to him.

Jiang Du also didn't let it go, he smiled: "Open the door to see the mountain, Mr. Yan, I am very interested in the way you continue your life."

Yu Qinghuan was taken aback by Jiang Du's statement, but she thought ... These must be Qin Manjiang's entrusted words.

Then, then

Yes ... I have to cooperate with him.

Yu Qing had a decision. She stared at the Mr. Yan directly, but only Yu Guang could also find that Mr. Yan's body was a little tight instantly, and his expression was not natural.

"I don't understand you."

Mr. Yan sat on the wooden chair and said calmly.

The wooden doors opened towards the yard, penetrated into a few lonely light, the scent of the medicine in the room quickly dispersed, gradually ... Yu Qinghuan heard a very subtle, but at the same time, it was extremely bad.

The air in this room seems to suddenly become sticky. This man who looks normal and even elegant seems to have a strange feeling.

His appearance has not changed, but Yu Qinghuan feels that he has changed a little. Specifically, she can't say where she can't say it.

"Mr. Yan, you are very smart, so you should know that when I know what you do, I still come here to find you. What does this mean?" Jiang Du did not urge

What you want to say.

Yu Qinghuan could hear the mist in the clouds. What is Qin Manjiang talking about?

At this time, Mr. Yan, who was getting more and more stiff in this expression and posture, finally opened his mouth: "The family biography, see laughing."

Jiang Du didn't care, just looked at him.

But Mr. hearing said: "That cloth is the remaining grandparents. It is said that it is not the product of the world, but from the cave sky of the demon and ghosts all over the place."

"What I know is only these, please?"

Jiang Du's fingers hit the wooden chair gently, and did not answer the question of Mr. Yan as soon as possible.

After a while, he looked up, looked at Mr. Yan, and said with a smile: "Let's do a deal, I don't interrupt your ritual, but you need to give me some home -passing fabrics."

Mr. Yan didn't seem to expect that Jiang Du would say that. After looking at him carefully, Mr. Yan's face also showed a smile.

It's just that the smile on his face is more ridiculous.

"I thought it was a powerful person to find the door. It turned out to be just a delusion, talking about self -talk." He felt alert at first, so he kept vigilant.

It's suspicious.

He looked at Jiang Du with a smile and said, "The two parties in the transaction need to be equal chips. If you want my family to biography, you need to change it with the same value.

Isn't it a bit too sincere? "

Jiang Du nodded and seemed to confirm his claim.

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Yu Qinghuan, and said to Mr. Yan: "So, I brought you a gift."

Yu Qinghuan's scalp was numb, and she suddenly understood where the danger she felt came from.

It is not Li Gui, nor is it Mr. Yan ... but ... Qin Manjiang!

On the way, he almost had questions about questions, and he was willing to explain to her even if he troubled her. This attitude has far exceeded the friendship between them.

He ... he wants to give me a gift to this person?

No ...

Is he joking?

At this time, Mr. Yan glanced at Yu Qinghuan, and suddenly made a cold humming: "Her ritual has been destroyed, it is useless."

"Do you mean this?"

Jiang Du reached into his arms and took out a bloody face!

That human skin was originally dead, but when he pulled out of his arms, after "seeing" Yu Qinghuan, he seemed to be alive and began to move slowly ...

"Qin ... Mr. Qin?" Yu Qinghuan's inner anxiety and panic had reached the limit. She slowly took a few steps backwards, her heart pounded.

Jiang Du smiled at her, and the smile was still gentle and elegant:

"Don't be afraid, you have lived more for a while, it's okay."

The next moment, Jiang Du threw the skin on the air in the air, and the face came immediately, and the horrible female voice flew into Yu Qinghuan!

"Woo ... wow ..."

Li Gui's face "hugged" on Yu Qinghuan's face instantly. Yu Qinghuan was immediately hit to the ground and struggled desperately. Her eyes were unbelievable.
Chapter completed!